Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

"Qiao Yi..."

"I want to tell you a secret..." he said to her ear, holding her tighter.

His chin was clubbing in Su Jinse's neck socket, causing pain.

She couldn't move, but she could feel Qiao Yi's hot skin pressing her skin. The heat was gradually transferred from his skin to Su Jinse's skin.

He burned it for three days, and most of them never did.

Su Jinse's body is cooler than he imagined. It seems that only holding her can cool her down.

She was like a popsicle in his arms, stiff and motionless.

Qiao Yi gets up slightly. Su Jinse's small white face has a little color just behind her against the pink back of the princess bed.

He raised his hand, gently stroked her hair, wrapped her flexible hair on the index finger, and slowly rolled it all the time, as if he regarded Su Jinse as a Barbie doll, playing with it slowly.

His mind slowly recovered at this time. Su Jinse looked at his red eyes, which were burning, and their white eyes were covered with red blood.

He didn't know what he was doing. He pestered himself again and again.

It rained heavily outside, and the raindrops hit the windows, crackling and crackling.

"Qiao Yi..." as soon as Su Jinse opened her mouth, Qiao Yi's hot fingers immediately put on her lips.

He said, "Shh, listen to the rain."

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Suddenly speechless, the rain to listen to her bored and angry.

She heard the door being pushed open, then the footsteps.

Before Su Jinse can open her eyes, she hears a dull sound. Then Qiao Yi makes a painful groan, hugs her arm and releases it.

Su Jinse opens her eyes and sees Su Ma standing in front of her bed, holding a crystal ashtray in her hand, while Qiao Yi falls to the ground, blood gurgling out from the back of his head.

Her room was covered with snow-white wool carpet, red blood left on the carpet, like a blood colored flower.

Su Jinse was stunned for a long time, but she didn't respond. Su's mother put down the ashtray in her hand and poked Qiao Yi with her slipper feet. Then she angrily scolded, "you idiot, he has come to take advantage of all the useless things. Will you give it back to him?"

"Ma." Su Jinse gets out of bed and stands beside Qiao Yi. He lies on his back on the carpet, and his face is whiter than her wool carpet.

"Ma, what are you doing?"

"What do you want me to do? This boy dares to come into our house and do anything to you, and you still let him do anything to you? "

"I'm not as strong as he is." Su Jinse explained pale.

"I'll find something to smash him when I'm not as old as he is. There's not a vase or a lamp on the table. It's honest to take it up and knock it down." Su Ma looked down to see if her clothes were stained with blood. She was sure she didn't, so she could rest assured: "it's a pity that I have a good carpet."

Qiao Yi's head is still bleeding continuously. Su Jinse squats down and looks at him helplessly: "Mom, no matter what, you can't smash him like this. He will die."

"Don't you just want him to die?" Su Ma looked down and said, "what's the matter

"It's not worth killing!" Su Jinse is suddenly jumped by Su Ma's angry temple.

Su Jinse goes to find a medicine box to simply bandage him. Su's mother looks down at Qiao Yi lying on the ground.

All of a sudden, Qiao Yi opened his eyes and grinned with Su Ma: "Su, I'm sorry to say hello to you like this."

"Call me Mrs. Jia." Su Ma sneered: "what's the trick?"

Su Jinse took the medicine box and found a piece of gauze to cover the back of Qiao Yi's head. She wanted to bandage it and was pulled up by Su's mother: "this boy has a big life. He doesn't die so easily. Come on."

When a bodyguard came in, Su Ma turned to the man on the ground and said, "throw him out."

"Where?"

"Throw it out of Jia's gate. Don't stink our Jia's land." Su Ma frowned: "throw it quickly!"

The bodyguards carry Qiao Yi out. Aunt Luo and Xiao Qin take away the bloody carpet. Looking at their posture, they seem to have killed a person.

Su Jinse's fingers are a little numb. Watching Xiaoqin clean up, they go out and close the door. Su Jinse turns around and looks at Su Ma sitting on the sofa grinding her nails leisurely.

"Mom, you..."

She just said two words, Su Ma interrupted her: "Su Jinse, what do you want me to say about you? Qiao Yi comes to bully you. Are you so passive? "